Three Times a Lady

Since being married fifteen years ago I had always been faithful to my husband. In fact, he was the only person I had ever been intimate with in my life. Now, at 38, all that changed. Let me explain.

My husband, Dave, had been out of town on business for a week. It was June and our children were away visiting grand parents, so I was all alone. It was Saturday afternoon and I was just relaxing reading a book on the back porch when I heard the doorbell ring. When I opened the door there were three boys standing there. I recognized one of them, Tom, as being the son of my husband’s business partner. He was a senior in high school so I assumed the others were as well. Tom introduced his friends, Wayne and Scott, to me. Tom said that my husband had said he needed the pool cleaned and asked if he and his friends would do it. I apologized but said that I hadn’t known of the arrangement and had had a professional do it the day before. Not wanting their visit to be wasted I at least invited them in and offered them a soda. They agreed and sat in the living room as I fetched the drinks.

When I returned with the sodas they were sitting in various places around the room with Tom on the couch, where I joined him. Here I was, already horny with my husband being gone and three young eighteen year olds in shorts and tank tops surrounding me. However, since I was old enough to be their mother my mind wasn’t wondering too far.

Since they were seniors I began asking them about what their plans were for after high school. They each talked about college and where each one was planning on attending and what they had planned on majoring in. Tom said that he wanted to go into sports medicine. I asked what exactly that was and he said it was like a registered physical therapist only for athletes. Wayne laughed and joked that that the only way he could get his hands on a girl was to massage a female athlete’s pulled muscle.

Tom pretended to take offense but they all laughed. He said he had already taken some classes in massage through a job-shadow program at his high school. I jokingly said that I would give him a call when my muscles ached from working in the garden. He looked at me and said; “Why not now?” A little shocked I told him I wasn’t really serious but he shot back that HE was. I smiled back and said “that’s okay” and hoped he would drop it. Of course he didn’t and said he would be honored to.

As I glanced around at the other boys I was wondering, “what had I gotten myself into?” Now I have never been one to turn down a massage but by a teenage boy? After what seemed like a long pause I thought “what the heck” and said, “Okay, what do I do?” I noticed Wayne and Scott look at each other as Tom said, “Just lay here” and placed the blanket from the sofa on the middle of the floor.

Now I am not the most attractive female by any means but at my age I’ve been told that I look pretty good. I try to work out. I am tall, about 5′ 10″, and my figure isn’t too bad. My breasts are 36-B and I have long red hair. I’m a little over weight as a result of three children so I was a little self-conscious. He said, “Let’s start with your back so lie face down.” He then turned to his friends and said, “Gather around and I’ll show you how it’s done, boys.”

I had on a short-sleeved, button up blouse with khaki shorts. I thought he would work on my shoulders, maybe my legs, and I could say thanks and get up.

He sat on my hips and began at my shoulders. He was right; he knew what he was doing. He took away pain I didn’t even know I had. He moved down to my upper back and he was really getting into it. After a few moments he got up and positioned himself so he could work on my legs. He started with my feet and worked up to my calves then on to the back of my thighs. This was incredible. My HUSBAND can’t give massages like this boy was giving me.

He then got up and sat beside me and went to my lower back. This time, however, he began working his hands UNDER my blouse on my skin. I thought I should stop him but I thought, “What the heck, it’s only my back” and let him proceed. He moved his hands all the way up to my bra strap them back again. He did this a couple of times then he moved his hands all the way up to my shoulders, still under my blouse. For only being 18 this boy could definitely be a professional. I even had to fight to hold back a moan.

He then asked me to roll over. I immediately thought back to the beginning when I promised myself to stop when he finished my back. But then I found myself rolling over and looking up into his face. He moved and knelt behind my head and once again worked on my shoulders. This time he worked his hands down each arm and back up again.

I almost drifted off to sleep, in total pleasure, when he broke the silence and said, “I can get your shoulders better if you allow me to unbutton the top two buttons of your blouse.” I thought, “Where is he planning to go with this? Does he just want to work on my shoulders or could he be wanting more?” Reluctantly I told him to go ahead and he unbuttoned the top two buttons of my blouse.

This was amazing. Here I was, old enough to be this boy’s mother, and I was allowing him to, reach under my blouse. He reached in and immediately began massaging my shoulders. After a few moments he pushed my bra straps aside to gain better access to my skin. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. I was totally feeling relaxed. But that wasn’t all. This boy was beginning to turn me on. I began feeling a tingling between my legs. It had been years since I had had an erotic experience like this….and it was with my husband!

He broke the silence and said, “May I ask you a question?” I looked up to see him grinning at his friends. I wondered what could he possibly want to ask. I said, “I guess so. What is it?” Then, if I hadn’t been on the floor already, he would have floored me with the next thing he said. “If you let me remove you clothes I will show you my full body massage.” Not only was I shocked but so were his friends. They just stared at him with open mouths.

I sat up and said, “No way! You know I’m married!” He just smiled and said, “I know that, but I just thought I would be doing us BOTH a favor, since your husband is gone.” I must admit, the thought of these three boys seeing me naked was a complete turn-on. But surely I couldn’t actually go through with it. Still, I was pretty horny.

Then, the debate that was going on in my head suddenly ended as I lay back on the blanket. I didn’t say a word as I just closed my eyes. My head was spinning. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. Then he began. He went back to my buttons and slowly finished unbuttoning my shirt. When he had finished he separated my blouse and I lifted a little so that he could remove it. With my eyes still closed I felt him fumble for the button on my shorts. He then pulled the zipper down and I felt it as he grabbed the waistband. I lifted my bum so he could pull them down. When they were off I felt a long pause. I opened my eyes to see what was happening. I saw all three of the boys, sitting just inches from me, staring at my body.

He then moved his hands to the clasp at the front of my bra and undid it. He slid it off my arms and I was exposed. Exposed for the first time to someone other than my husband, my head was REALLY spinning. I was afraid to open my eyes to see the faces of the three boys watching me. Then I felt his hands on the waistband of my panties and he began to pull them down. If were to end this now would be the time. But I didn’t. I just couldn’t. I had to have these young men staring and lusting at my body.

In what seemed like and eternity my panties were finally removed. Then, I opened my eyes and once again stared into the faces of these teenager boys. They didn’t move. They each just stared at me. All four of us seemed to be frozen in time.

They wouldn’t move, so I did. I reached up and began to massage my breasts. I looked into Tom’s eyes as I rubbed my breasts…my nipples. They began to get hard and a groan escaped my mouth. The boys still wouldn’t move as their eyes moved all over my naked body. I then moved my right hand from my breast, down over my stomach and then found my sex. I began masturbating for these boys! I was so hot it was incredible. I was soaked! I slid in one, then two, then thee fingers!

Not wanting to go it alone I reached for Tom’s hand with my left one and began rubbing it to encourage him. I then replaced my right hand with his hand. At first he didn’t move or anything so I began to rub his hand over my sex using my hand. He then seemed to come to his senses and took over for me. I spread my legs wider for him to gain better access. I closed my eyes and just took it all in. Then I felt a hand on one of my breasts. I opened my eyes and saw that Wayne had joined in on the fun. Then Scott moved in and began to massage my other breast. That wasn’t enough for him. He moved down and began kissing and licking my shoulders and my neck. From there he moved up to my lips and began the most incredible tongue kissing I had ever had. I just lay there and try to relax. He I was, nearly forty years old, with three eighteen year old boys having their way with me.

Then Tom began kissing the inside of my thighs. I was afraid he would give me a hickey and I would have to explain it to my husband. Then I thought, “Who cares!” He then moved higher and, just like that, placed his tongue where my fingers were before. I immediately let out a loud moan. I reached out and placed my hands behind Tom’s head and pulled him closer to me. I wrapped my legs around his back and I and I knew I couldn’t hold out any longer. With Wayne sucking my breast, Scott sucking my tongue, and Tom sucking my button, it happened. The greatest, earth shattering orgasm I have ever had! I wouldn’t stop. It kept on and on and I screamed in delight.

Soon it was over. My three young gentlemen had given me the experience of a lifetime. I just lay there reeling from my pleasure. Then Tom broke the silence and matter-of-factly said, “I guess we’ll just come back another time and clean your pool.” I can’t wait!